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The During The Race Report

The race started 2 minutes ago, and I’m not sure how it’s going. 

“Lady J,” you say. “I have so many questions.” Hit me. 

1. I know you aren’t obsessed with fast finish times, but um – isn’t blogging during a race unorthodox, even for you? 

Yes. 

2. So – isn’t this slowing you down? And how could you not know how your race is going? 

Breaking news: the race is going well! Check out my Superman! 

 That’s right, y’all. Adonis is running the first half of our ten mile relay! Just like I tell my babies – I need you to read carefully. I never said I started the race. He seemed to be in good spirits a mile and change into the race. 

In about half an hour, Captain America (that’s me!) will take over for the second half. I’m nervous because my left Achilles is really bugging me today AND I’m getting a wish fulfilled today! When I first started running, I wished to myself that I would do a relay with the man I was going to marry and he would be waiting for me at the finish line, just like he will be at the altar! So I’ve got all kinds of mariposas in my tummy as I wait for him. 

*puts phone away to finish blogging later* 

Mommy got a picture of me waiting to high five Superman…

  
and the exchange! 

  
Off I went! 

My goal was to maintain an 11 minute mile pace. I set my watch to yell at me if I went outside 10:30 or 11:30. I also monitored my HR, as I was hoping that it wouldn’t skyrocket as it had during the 10k last month. I now know my cussing threshold is 180, so I was trying to keep everything at 175 or below. I walked through the water stops and that seemed to help. 

I am pleased to report that I finished maintaining a 10:58 pace and my max HR was 180! My average was 169, which was down from 176 for an 11:44 10k pace just a month ago! I suppose there was no cussing on this course because by the time I hit 180 I could see the finish line, where Adonis was waiting for me…

  
By the way, he’s still a jackass. He has run exactly two times in the last month, has never run more than a 5k until today, and it took him just 5 more minutes than I did to finish his leg. I suppose I shall let him off the hook since he helped to fulfill his sappy fiancée’s dreams the way he usually does! Jerk. 💞

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